They were like rats...
Sometime within the hour that it took him to move from his ship to the 'welcome' center - mask firmly in place the whole time - and back again after perhaps the most insulting history lesson and words of expectations now placed upon him, a veritable plague of dirty, inferior beings had somehow gotten aboard his Ha'tak and were lounging - lounging! - about as if they owned the place. As Awinomti had been with Ra the whole time, acting as he should to guard his God in this unknown and ramshackle territory, the fault for not properly securing the ship fell on Mdjaisebi. It was more unfortunate that Ra could not outright kill the man for such a failure. He needed trained guards too much at the moment, so he settled for blasting the fool into a wall.
The God then moved on to blasting each and every one of the would-be settlers with his kara'kesh until one of them finally begged not to be hurt like the others. That one, Ra offered a deal to. She - and any others who wished to avoid his wrath - could remain on the ship in servitude to him so long as they bathed and changed into more appropriate clothing. This was eagerly accepted. And why shouldn't it be? They were being allowed to remain in his glorious presence.
And now... some two hours after that, Ra was having to watch Kebi attempt to explain that his quarters, his bath, his clothes, his jewelry were all off limits to the new servants. It was the most amusement he'd found since realizing he was no longer in his territory and had no idea how to get back. He had denied his slaves the 'babel fish' the people on board the 'station' had offered, so while the riff-raff could understand her, she could not understand them. He felt no remorse at doing so. Beyond the entertainment it provided, he disliked the attempt at granting his slaves knowledge he did not approve of. They could understand him and that was enough to do their duties.
The sound of the ring transporter activating caught the God's ear and he looked over from his place in his throne. A frown turning down the edges of his mouth as he straightened and prepared to receive his next uninvited guest. How the people of this place had managed to completely circumvent his ability to control his only means of entering or leaving, he had yet to figure out.
Ra's two remaining guard stood at the ready with their staff weapons down and their helmets up. If their lord was displeased with the new arrivals, they were perfectly ready to blast whomever ringed in to oblivion.